The Great Migration

The great migration is happening
In earnest now,
As if some grand invisible invitation
Has been issued.

And they are returning home
By the thousands;
These utterly unique aspects of Being-ness.

From the east and west,
The north and south,
From cliff and cave
And all the hidden places.

There is no force equal to this Call
As Love reclaims Itself
In all of it's many disguises,
Leaving nothing to the imagination.

Liminal Space

This is the space
Between 
The in-breath and the out-breath,
Deep in the Heart of the Beloved.
This is the place of un-knowing,
Of seeming isolation
And doubt;
The place where humans fear
To tread.
This is the Mystery
Whose author is Love.
This is the pregnant
Liminal space
Where stars are born.

Spreading Out in All Directions

Let the Mystery speak to you.
It’s here right now 
Just underneath the mind's chatter
And filling everything with its magnificence.
Misunderstanding is all that separates you from experiencing
This infinite Breath that breathes you
This Stillness that spreads out in all directions
This Love that sets you free.



(painting by Melissa Harris)

NOW

Be still just for a moment,

and the inherent Unity

That is always here, will

Reveal Itself.

Doorway

This moment
Exactly as it Is,
Is the 
Doorway.
Come.

The Light I Am

May each breath be a prayer
To this Light I Am; 
Each inhale and exhale
the ultimate expression of form and formless through me.
May I be a conscious witness, acting in service to
This Love that set the worlds in motion...
Even as the earth quakes and the systems shake,
As one form dies that another may be born,
Even as this story of power and love play out,
May I be a Lighthouse, shining brightly what is True,
The Music that whispers the Holy name across the vast infinite,
A Mirror reflecting the Truth that is everywhere;
This Love that sets us free.
~goldenflower

(Art - "Souls Journey" by Freydoon Rassouli)

Portal of Presence

As the old paradigm is burning itself down all around us
Can you allow yourself to rest back in the Awareness
That never comes and goes?
To speak and act out of that Stillness?
To be a portal of Presence
A vessel of Mercy
A lighthouse that radiates
What has always been true;
This that I Am.